While I was in Mondstadt, I never imagined becoming a god.

It was precisely because of this that she decided to step in and save the other party.

With such severe injuries, it's already incredibly difficult for them to survive.

Moreover, the power contained in that beam of light was extraordinary.

Like "Extreme Evil Rider," he was also affected, and we don't know how he is now.

Seeing that there was no way to break through from the guy posing as "Extreme Evil Rider".

Silky chose to leave the Cavern in the Pot.

Seeing this, the immortals did not stop them.

This powerful stranger had no ill intentions towards Liyue, and even joined them in suppressing the "Extreme Evil Riders," so he could be considered a friendly person.

The person in the chair still had their eyes open, their pupils unfocused, like two stagnant pools of water.

Nobody knows if he will ever wake up.

……

After seeing Ningguang off, Paimon scratched his head, looking puzzled: "Although I didn't quite understand what you were saying, I felt like there was something between you and Ningguang."

Xu Chuan glanced at her: "Not bad, little Paimon, you've gotten smarter."

"Hmph, of course!" Paimon said, hands on his hips, chin held high.

Ningguang's words were indeed very interesting.

It seems that this Lord Tianquan is determined to make the infamous Fools take the blame.

Actually, it's not like I'm being unfairly blamed.

The reputation of the Fools was already terrible, and then there was the fact that Daedoku was the sixth executive officer of the Fools.

Since he participated, he can naturally represent the foolish masses.

Moreover, that young master now wields the Unrestricted Talisman, and can summon the Vortex Demon God Oser at any time.

It's not an exaggeration to blame him for this.

I just don't know if the young master will behave himself before I recover from my injuries.

With Ying and Paimon by his side, Xu Chuan had a pretty good day.

Outside the window, the sun was already setting in the west.

As dusk approached, Ying stood up.

"Then you should get some rest." She glanced at the medicine bowl on the table. "Paymon and I will come again tomorrow."

Paimon waved to Xu Chuan: "See you tomorrow! Remember to take your medicine!"

Xu Chuan watched the two leave.

As the door closed, the footsteps faded into the distance.

When the room quieted down and he was all alone, Xu Chuan leaned against the headboard and closed his eyes to rest.

My breathing gradually slowed down, and my heartbeat became steady.

The dimly lit room was illuminated by a golden light.

Golden light seeped out from Xu Chuan's body, flowing across his skin like ripples of water.

A slight itch came from the wound under the bandage, a sign that the tissue was healing rapidly.

"Phew... I've finally recovered."

He opened his eyes, a sharp glint flashing in his pupils.

You know your own body best.

After getting through the period of weakness, the body's vitality gradually returns, and in a few more days, it will be completely healed.

Even Xu Chuan himself found the recovery speed to be abnormally fast.

Even more outrageous is that this recovery speed is not the limit.

By constantly pushing one's limits, the body becomes stronger, surpassing the boundaries of ordinary humans.

Even without the system, he could probably do quite well in Teyvat with just this body.

After checking his physical condition, Xu Chuan manipulated the golden tentacles to look through the replies from everyone in Mondstadt.

He could usually guess some of the contents of other people's letters.

Xu Chuan read Yura's letter several times before finally putting it away.

This is not because he is bored.

Xu Chuan shifted his gaze to the window, where a tall, slender figure, as aloof as the moon, stood by the window, seemingly observing something.

When Xu Chuan discovered her, a hint of surprise appeared on her cool and refined face.

Skirk was surprised that the other party was able to detect her presence so quickly.

Moreover, apart from the intimidating bandages covering his body, this guy didn't look like he had just been on the verge of death.

Chapter 107 The Girl's Generosity

Silky Kirk.

Xu Chuan was stunned; he hadn't expected it to be her.

Under the moonlight, the girl squatted on the windowsill, her long, pale purple hair blowing in the night breeze, her dress outlining her slender figure.

He thought she had already left Liyue.

The two looked at each other for a second, but neither of them spoke.

“Speaking of which,” Xu Chuan broke the silence, “I haven’t properly thanked you for saving me in the Abyss of Layered Rocks.”

"By the way, my name is Xu Chuan."

“Silkirk.” The girl spoke sparingly, her voice very soft.

"How about... we go inside and talk?"

Xu Chuan manipulated the golden light to fully open the half-closed window.

Silky hesitated for a moment.

She glanced at Xu Chuan, then flipped over and jumped in, landing silently three steps away from the bed.

Silky glanced around, her gaze finally settling on Xu Chuan.

In her perception, this person's body was brimming with vitality beyond belief, which was completely out of character for someone who was seriously injured.

If she hadn't seen him covered in blood in the Abyss of Layered Rocks, she would have thought he was faking his injuries.

While Skirk was observing herself, Xu Chuan was also sizing her up.

The girl's delicate face was expressionless, with a sense of aloofness between her brows, even more pronounced than Ying's.

Upon closer examination, this makes perfect sense.

With a master like the Evil Knight who forces his apprentice to become stronger through the fear of death, it's no wonder that Skykirk suppresses the human side of her heart and maintains a cold rationality.

Growing up in that environment, emotions were a luxury, and rationality was the only tool for survival.

Xu Chuan withdrew his gaze and manipulated the golden light to pour a cup of tea for himself and Silky.

Golden light shimmered, lifting the teapot and tilting it so that the water flowed steadily into the cup without spilling a drop.

He pushed the teacup to the edge of the bed, towards Skirk.

"Is there something you need that you came to see me so late?"

He picked up his teacup and took a sip. "If there's anything I can do to help, I won't refuse."

Silky glanced at the cup of tea but didn't touch it.

Her gaze shifted from the cup of tea to Xu Chuan's face: "How much do you know about the pillar of light that erupted in the Abyss of Layered Rocks that night?"

Xu Chuan put down his teacup and, without any concealment, recounted what had happened that day.

From the eruption of the Heavenly Nail to the collapse of the secret realm, and from the loss of control of the power to its forced suppression.

As Skirk listened, her brow twitched slightly.

It's not just the content, but also the almost excessively frank attitude.

This person... just said it out loud?

There was no testing, no concealment.

A hint of confusion flashed in the girl's eyes.

She's met too many people; she always speaks with reservations, and every word carries a hidden purpose.

But the person in front of me had clean, clear eyes, like an empty cup.

Xu Chuan noticed her expression but offered no explanation.

That's the advantage of knowing the plot.

He trusted Skykirk's character, and treating her with sincerity was the best choice.

Moreover, Skykirk is no weakling.

These secrets of hers were not really anything earth-shattering to her.

The nails dropped by the laws of nature, the power of the heart of the wind god, and the power of the abyss in the layered rock abyss.

The explosion of three forces converging in one place is indeed somewhat beyond the realm of common sense.

Silky looked thoughtful, trying her best to process the information Xu Chuan had given her.

A slender golden light shot out from Xu Chuan's fingertips, pierced through the room, and penetrated the chest cavity of the cannon in the corner.

A cyan chess piece, radiating a strong wind element, was carried by golden light and slowly floated out.

The Heart of the Wind God.

With his other hand outstretched, an ice-blue, multifaceted crystal rose from under the pillow and hovered half an inch above his palm.

Fragments of the Nail of Cold Heaven.

Two things floated side by side in mid-air, one as green as the wind, the other as blue as a gemstone.

"I can maintain a balance between the Heart of the Wind God and the power of this crystal for a short time."

Xu Chuan activated the Knight's Immortality skill, and golden light threads surged from his palm, simultaneously drawing away both forces.

The two intertwined in the air and then gradually merged.

Blue and green hues slowly rotated under the golden light, maintaining a fragile balance.

Like two drawn swords placed together, they could easily break each other if not handled carefully.

Silky's eyes lit up.

She took a step forward, her gaze fixed on the fused power, her eyes filled with inquiry.

Then she reached out and touched the edge of the golden light with her fingertips.

A sudden change occurred.

The abyssal power she had mimicked as ice elemental energy suddenly went out of control, its icy blue surface receding like a tide, revealing its pitch-black essence beneath.

The mimicry could no longer be maintained.

Worse still, the abyssal power within Skork was also affected.

She wore a white strapless dress made of the power of the abyss.

It became illusory in an instant, like a reflection in water being stirred up.

The outline of the fabric blurred, revealing vast expanses of breathtakingly beautiful scenery.

Moonlight filtered through the ethereal fabric, outlining the girl's exquisite curves.

Skirk was caught off guard.

A rare hint of embarrassment and annoyance flashed across that usually expressionless pretty face.